Oh, the myth of love
|
like some new best friend
|
the bright promise of tomorrow
|
and tomorrow without end
|
oh but I should know better
|
life is no wishing well
|
yeah there's a story here baby
|
but it's so hard to tell
|
|
You might say that innocence
|
is my only crime
|
and the myth of love
|
walks a thin hard line
|
|
Well I hear you talkin'
|
but I just don't want to talk about it now
|
I can't seem to find my way back, way back down
|
I get no surprises
|
I get no soft and lonely
|
watch your pretty blue eyes
|
as they turn on me
|
|
You might say that blindness
|
is my only crime
|
and the myth of love
|
is a light that will not shine
|
|
Oh baby hold me close
|
so I cannot breathe
|
hold me close to this sweet earth
|
so I cannot leave it
|
Oh the myth of love
|
like some clarion call
|
it could save us save us one and all
|
|
You might say that innocence
|
is my only crime
|
and the myth of love
|
laugh and spins the hands of time
|
and I said the myth of love
|
|
-----------------
|
The Myth of Love
|
| Georgia Satellites |
